Chapter 179 62 As the Captain of Team K, I Like to Say No to Those Who Think They Are Powerful.

Chapter 179 62. As the captain of Team K, I like to say no to those who think they are powerful.

In the basement of Cooper's store, Harley Quinn, who drank too many tranquilizers, was still sleeping soundly.

This girl had a bad sleeping posture and seemed to have a beautiful dream while falling asleep. Now she was biting her fingers and mumbling something, just like a big baby who had calmed down.

Well, it was like the product of a creature like a bear child going to the extreme.

Beside her, Mason, who was sitting on a chair, was staring at the bear child Damian in front of him with a bad face, waiting for the latter to take the initiative to start the conversation between the young people.

But before the real conversation started, Mason had something very curious.

He stared at the unconvinced Batboy and said:

"How did you get out? Bruce's personality should have given you special security facilities to ensure that you would not kill people everywhere, and I have already informed him that you put sleeping pills in Alfred's coffee.

Logically speaking, Alfred, as a former ace agent, should not give you another chance to escape from home."

"Tsk, who told you that I just put drugs in Alfred's coffee?"

Damian rubbed the wound on the back of his head, bared his teeth, and stretched out his hand to Mason and said:

"Give me some of your magic potion, it was your female psychopathic pet who beat me, you have to compensate me!"

"You are trying to scam me, right?"

Mason asked in a bad tone.

But seeing Damian's bloody head, he couldn't bear it, so he threw a bottle of blood tonic to him, and the latter sniffed it carefully under his nostrils before drinking it all.

Then he played with the medicine bottle, his eyes fell on the pistol on Mason's waist, and then looked at the surrounding furnishings, and said as he looked:

"That annoying man did add damn devices around his manor, but for a master assassin who has undergone years of training, getting through is just basic skills"

"Did you sneak out of the manor sewer?"

Mason moved his nostrils and said:

"There are still some unclean sewer "gifts" on your clothes, you dirty kid."

"Shut up!"

Damian waved his fist in anger and stopped talking to Mason. He folded his arms and acted like an indifferent little adult, saying:

"Are you from the Star Society?"

"Yes, a C-level member of the Star Society, captain of Team K."

Mason did not deny it, and admitted his identity openly. At the end, he said to Damian:

"Don't use it. Tell Batman about these things to threaten me. I am almost certain that your father has noticed these things earlier than you. What do you want to say?

Don't beat around the bush, Damian. I'm still very busy tonight and don't have much time for you. "

"I want to join you!"

Dami snorted and emphasized:

"I have already joined you! It is the team of that hypocritical and annoying Mr. Sandstorm. I have been fully prepared for the war in the other world, but all this was broken by an accident.

But joining your team is the same.

As a newcomer, I think my joining can improve your team in essence! You need a strong and powerful person to lead you, and I have been training for this for many years. "

"Oh, so, wait a minute. "

Mason nodded, took out his flip phone and dialed a number to his ear.

After a moment, he said to the other side:

"Mr. Lucius? I'm Mason, Bruce's son is here. No, no, no, I'm not asking you for a ransom! I don't mean that at all.

What I mean is that Alfred was knocked down by him, so I want you to come and take him back to the manor. Yes, right here in Crime Alley, my shop.

Send some powerful people over, this little lunatic can't be dealt with by ordinary people."

After that, in Damian's stunned gaze, Mason hung up the phone and said to him:

"This is my answer to you, Damian.

Now go back to Wayne Manor, put on your cute star pajamas and go to bed. It's best to forget about what happened tonight, and give up the "beautiful ideal" of wanting to join the Star Club and live a happy life of blood and knife.

An 11-year-old child should enjoy the beginning of your life.

Our business is not suitable for you.

I also promised your mother to take good care of you, although Ms. Talia and I are not friends. Friends, but what you promised to others must be done.

Besides, if you appear in my team, Selina will kill me, and I can't afford to offend her now.

You can't afford to offend her either.

So, be obedient and go back to be a rich third generation with a boring life, okay?

Don't come to make trouble for me and this world. "

"You don't trust my power?"

Damian gritted his teeth and shouted:

"What happened tonight was just an accident. I was just not prepared. You have fought with me and you know how powerful I am! Mason, as the captain, shouldn't you think more about the future of your team?

I am more cold-blooded and powerful than Selina!

I have received years of training to ensure that I can perfectly and excellently complete all the tasks you order! I will be the best team member, and I will not hesitate to shoot anyone you ask me to!

You have no reason to refuse me. "

"Why should I let you shoot at others for no reason? Do I look like a madman in your eyes?"

Mason snapped his fingers and said:

"Your crazy grandfather and crazy mother turned you into a killing machine, but I think you can still be saved. In addition, if my team needs an 11-year-old to shoot someone to survive, then we might as well cut our throats on the spot.

I don't need you as a thug.

But the Wayne family lacks a qualified heir, your father lacks a relative who can make up for all his losses, and Selina also lacks a son who can make her feel happy.

No one asks you to prove that you are stronger than anyone, Damian.

And this is not a question of strength at all. You know that there is a cesspool in front of you and you still want to jump in. This can only show that there are some defects in your IQ!"

"If you don't accept me, I will find someone else."

Damian was a little disappointed, but he still said with his neck stiff:

"I have been in contact with sandstorms, I know They have collaborators in this world. In addition to the Assassin's League, they have also had contact with other people.

I will go find those people!

We can't be teammates, but we can become competitors. Maybe this is good. I will prove my strength. "

"You dare!"

Mason, who was originally reasonable, narrowed his eyes and said coldly:

"It seems that Bruce is still too kind and indulgent to you, and he has spoiled you to be lawless and arrogant! A fate that all of us can't avoid, but you have to take the initiative to find and take the initiative to bear it.

This is really ignorant and fearless.

I have to teach you a lesson, let you know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth. Let me ask you, have you always been proud of your own strength? Do you think that becoming the most powerful warrior in the world is your ideal? "

"Is there anything wrong with this?"

Damian felt threatened.

He stepped back a few steps, clenched his fists, and said to Mason:

"Shouldn't a real man pursue these? Only cowards are afraid of challenges!"

"Only fools will seek trouble for themselves!"

The penguin umbrella in Mason's hand made a click, and the intracranial jammer installed in it took effect. A dizzying electromagnetic wave was applied to Damian, causing the young man to stagger.

But he was prepared. He punched Mason the moment he was attacked, so fast and urgent that it was almost impossible to dodge at this distance.

Mason, who had just turned on combat assistance, caught Damian's attack route before he punched.

While ducking to avoid, he took out a bottle of potion from his arms and swung the penguin umbrella to throw a ball of lightning, pouring the potion into Damian's mouth the moment he was paralyzed.

"Cough cough"

Damian forced Mason back with a punch, and then stuck his throat to make him spit out the potion in his mouth.

But it was completely useless.

All the potions prepared by Mason were specially processed, omitting the step of swallowing. As soon as the potions entered Damian's mouth, they penetrated under the skin.

The naughty child screamed and held his head. He didn't feel any pain, but he could clearly feel that his brain was changing.

Some things that were deeply remembered were being forgotten.

It was like a layer of gauze covering the originally clear mind. What was even more terrifying was that he couldn't even be sure what he had forgotten.

"What did you give me to drink?"

Rice screamed.

Mason put the bottle in his hand on the corner of the table, adjusted his collar, and said:

"Forgetfulness, a high-level potion, can make the user forget the most important things. The more you cling to something, the faster you will forget it after drinking this potion.

You are proud of your strength and want to be the strongest.

Very good, in a minute you will become a good child again and forget all those damn killing skills. Don't worry, Damian, this potion is only effective temporarily.

You will remember these in fifteen days.

But I think fifteen days of normal life may make you realize something.

You'd better be good."

Mason heard the sound of the car stopping outside the door, and he held the Rice, with a screaming head, stood up and walked to the door, saying:

"If you don't behave, I will add this potion to your daily medication sequence. I believe that Alfu and your father will definitely support my righteous actions.

Also, listen to me!

If I know that you have contact with those bastards of the Star Club again, I will give you a lesson you will never forget! I will turn you back to a 1-year-old child and let you experience the feeling of growing up again.

If you think I can't do it, then continue to provoke me."

"I won't give up, Mason!"

Damian was still struggling, but his tone was obviously much milder than the cold and cruel one before, just like an 11-year-old child with a tantrum.

He shouted:

"Wait for me!"

"Welcome to try again, young master, I still have a lot of magic potions for you."

Mason opened the door of the car driven by Lucius and the blonde long-legged female assistant and bodyguard, threw Damian in, waved goodbye to him, and said:

"Good night and sweet dreams, I'll give you a piece of advice, don't play with the local bad guys in Gotham, they are all terrible."

Watching Damian being taken away screaming, Mason breathed a sigh of relief, looked back at his almost blown-up shop, and felt the great destructive power of the naughty child.

His shop will be closed for several days again.

But it's okay this way, I really don't have time to run this small shop recently.

He walked back to the messy shop, but instead of going back to the basement, he cleared a piece of ground in the ruins and opened his suitcase to enter it. Then he released the Anti-Superman Armor in the newly built and still slightly crude suitcase factory.

Previously in Osborne Tower, Mason had tested the combat effectiveness of the armor repaired by Dr. Otto in actual combat. He was very satisfied with it, but there was still room for improvement in this armor.

Mason put his hand on the armor and let it pop up the information label:

Anti-Superman Armor Prototype

Quality: Epic Engineering High Precision Item·Exquisite Craftsmanship

Features: Super Strong Protection·Mechanical Strength·Anti-Superman Module·Intelligent AI·Missing Weapon System

Producer: Bruce Wayne

Item Description: Since you have changed it so much that your mother can't recognize it, change the name to avoid Batman asking you for copyright fees.

"I have to replace it with a stronger outer armor, and the appearance may also be modified again. Finally, the weapons, the freezing gun must be installed.

Another hidden mantis knife, plasma shoulder cannon and drone floating cannon must also be replaced.

This is a big project.

But fortunately, Judy can provide weapon drawings, and Dr. Otto has helped to finalize the transformation plan.

Once I finish the transformation of your little cutie, I can further debug the cooler Fenrir armor."

Mason put on engineering goggles and took out his engineer toolbox. While disassembling the tritium energy engine on the chest of this anti-Superman armor, he opened the design drawings given to him by Doctor Octopus.

This small sun-like device comes from a failed design of Dr. Otto many years ago. Its principle is the same as that of Iron Man's Ark Reactor, both of which are for the purpose of producing clean energy that can be used for a long time.

But the ideas of the two are obviously different. It is still a little difficult for Mason to understand these designs in the field of high-energy physics with his current engineering knowledge.

This thing is no longer necessary to repair.

The modification suggestions given by Doctor Octopus also clearly stated that Mason needed to modify the parameters and structure of the anti-Superman armor. It would be a better choice to use Stark's Ark Reactor to provide energy for the armor.

This modification is not complicated and can be completed with Mason's engineering skills.

However, Mason is in urgent need of finding enough palladium. This radioactive element is not easy to find in this world, but Mason's advantage is that he can find enough materials in Hogwarts, which is full of zombies.

"Finish the outer armor tonight!"

Mason walked to the edge of the workshop and dragged out the box of various materials that the Elric brothers gave him as a reward.

He wanted to use the Alchemy Array to reshape the outer armor of his armor and complete the order he just received from the "Craftsmen's Union". In fact, if conditions permit, Mason would rather get enough vibranium.

The good news is that the two brothers should still have a lot of vibranium in stock.

The bad news is that the expensive price of this thing forced Mason, who was short of money, to earn a "meager" reward by working for the two brothers.

While smelting the metal with magic fire, Mason saw the box of liquid black gravity hammers at his feet. He rolled his eyes and thought of the strange technology drawings he unlocked when he was promoted to engineering.

It seems that the thing called "gravity well" can also be put on the production schedule.

"A set of armor that can't fly always feels like something is missing."

Mason rubbed his chin and thought:

"Using a gravity well in the armor can make it escape from gravity for a short time. Well, maybe we can go a step further and design it into some kind of weapon.

Gravity bombs that can trigger gravity waves? Or small gravity-invalidating bullets?

They all seem to be very promising.

Speaking of which, maybe it's time to try jewelry processing. It's also interesting to make a few gravity rings to cosplay Magneto or Magnetron.

After finishing the armor production tonight, I'll try it tomorrow."

While Mason was busy upgrading his armor system, something closely related to him and Team K was happening in Mr. Hunter's office in Star Castle.

The cause of the incident was a sudden piece of news.

"Have you checked it out?"

Mr. Hunter, who was dressed as a man, sat on her chair, crossed her hands and supported her chin, making a signature gesture of a certain commander. She stared at Miss Anna, the captain of the Ex team, who came to report the news.

He said in a serious tone:

"Are you sure it is the world that Team K is responsible for?"

"Well, I asked a few friends who were sent on reconnaissance missions."

Anna nodded and said:

"It has been confirmed that there is indeed a weak divine reaction there, and it has been detected by the Cleaner Corps. They are likely to start action before the impact occurs."

"This is really troublesome."

Mr. Hunter said with a headache:

"I dare not send Mason and his crazy team members to do this again. God knows what they will do there. Can you act? Anna."

"Of course you can, but that world is the exclusive world of Team K. If we want to go there, Mason's world gate will definitely react."

Miss Anna said with some entanglement:

"This matter cannot be circumvented at all, and the impact is approaching, and we also have our patrol and protection tasks. Perhaps this is an opportunity, sir.

It's time to let Mason see it all with his own eyes.

He dared to fight the Cleaners, which proved that he really didn't care about those threats. Besides, wasn't he always curious about the truth of the impact?

Why not see what choice he would make under the pressure? "

"That's fine. With the combat power of Team K, it's not a big problem to deal with a weak god. If they act before or after the impact, maybe they can destroy another Cleaners.

It's a good thing. "

Mr. Hunter nodded and agreed without much hesitation. After a few seconds, she said:

"There is about half a month left, and Team K's mandatory mission should be put on the agenda. They must be prepared in advance.

Facing the impact directly is not the previous small fight.

I have to find a place where they are under pressure but not to die to end their 'novice protection period'. Well, I suddenly thought of a great world.

It must be suitable for them. "